Ok, I forgot to put this on the first chapter, so it's going here instead.

This is the first one I've written for this site, so, let me know what you think.

Inc. Possible Spoilers, and Other Characters…

I do not own The Vampire Diaries or any of characters involved, BUT, I DO own Black Lilly Rees, her family and her story. So you can't copy her! I also own THE BLACK ANGELS and every character involved with them. So DON'T COPY!

Chapter 2

Damon had been living with Lilly for almost two weeks, but he hadn't seen much of his elaborate host. Lilly was out all night every night, and he slept during the daylight hours, just as she did. Damon knew Lilly had been rich, but when she led him into her home two weeks ago, the word that had come to his mind was royalty! Everything was red and gold, the furniture was a dark mahogany wood, His room alone was far richer than the home he had once in Italy. Like the other rooms in the house, this one was painted red with gold border; there was a heavy wood four poster bed with red hangings and soft pillows, and several other rich pieces of furniture.

It was still the early hours of the evening. Damon was laying, fully clothed on his bed, with his eyes closed. He wasn't really thinking about anything, but every now and again Lilly's pretty face would swim above his eyes, a small smile crept about his perfect lips. There was a knock on his door that shattered his daydream which had involved Lilly and a rather expensive set of underwear. He sat up. "What?" He snapped. Lilly entered the room.

"No need to be so rude…" Said Lilly impatiently, Damon face relaxed as he surveyed her. She was wearing a black silk dressing gown. Her long curly brown locks of hair were running loose down her back.

"What can I do for a lovely woman such as yourself?" Lilly leaned casually on the doorframe.

"I thought you might be getting board here by yourself…"

"How considerate of you." He replied.

"No, not really, I thought you might like to go out…I'm meeting some ahem friends at a bar later, I thought you might enjoy the trip."

"Why now?" Damon asked. "Why not last week?"

"Because my friends want to meet you, they requested that I bring you along."

"How nice of them…Why?" he said in a snappy, demanding tone. Lilly frowned in annoyance.

"Don't argue with me Mr. Salvatore!" She said. "It may be the last thing you regret! I am leaving in an hour…be ready by then!" She stormed out, slamming the door behind her. Damon smiled and got back to his daydreaming.

Damon watched Lilly lock her front door then move towards the front gate where he was waiting for her. She was wearing a similar dress to the night he had met her, but there was a long split up onside and it was tighter. Lilly threw a coat over her shoulders. Damon held out his arm and she took it. Lilly led him down the 'hardly busy' streets to a small alley way there were stairs leading down. Lilly took them, Damon followed. There was a door at the bottom. Lilly knocked, the door opened an inch, an eye peered at them before the door opened fully. "Welcome Miss Rees…"

The bar was actually a posh casino. It was rather small, and looked like it was only meant for the highest of the upper-class. Lilly lead him over to a rather crowded poker table that a vampire waiter was currently serving. One of the men at the table noticed Lilly coming over. He was rather broad in stature, and had long mahogany hair; he wore an elegant suit from the early 1700's. He had dark, foreboding eyes. "Miss Lilly…So glad you could make it…" He got to his feet and kissed her hand and pulled a chair out next to him meaning for her to take it, but Lilly moved away and sat next to a woman who looked to be about her age, but from the Tudor period dress she was wearing, Damon doubted it. The man scowled and sat down again. Damon sat next to Lilly and looked round the table. The woman in the Tudor dress had blond hair and brown eyes. Lilly introduced her as Helen. Next to Helen was a young man wearing a suit from the same era as Helen. He was introduced as Leon, Helens husband…Next to him was a man with black hair and grey eyes wearing a suit from the 1800's, he was Anthony, next to Anthony and Damon, was the mahogany haired man. He introduced himself as Vincent Matthews. Damon noticed Lilly seemed to be ignoring his presence completely. They were sitting round a poker table, and Anthony dealt out cards to each player. Damon had a good hand. He looked over at Lilly who was studying her cards. "So…" Said Vincent addressing Damon. "I have not yet heard your name sir…"

"Salvatore, Damon Salvatore."

"You're not from London are you?" Said Helen sweetly.

"No my dear, I am not." Damon felt unusually comfortable in this little ring. They were all like him. Bad. He smiled to himself at the thought. He felt almost, accepted.

"Then where are you from?" Asked Leon.

"Italy, but I have just come from America. A kind of family reunion if you like."

"Well…" Said Anthony, "Welcome to England…I can see from your dress that you must be somewhat wealthy." Damon smiled. Proud of his handsome appearance. To prove Anthony correct, he dropped a large sum of money into his bet. Helen eyed it with interest, Lilly threw her a scowl, and Helen looked away. Damon smiled slightly. He loved to be the centre of attention.

Several rounds later, Damon found himself with a considerable amount of winnings. Lilly had been rather quiet throughout the game, Damon had stolen glances of her when he was sure no one was watching him too closely. Damn she was gorgeous. He ran his hand through his hair again. The game progressed. Lilly, put her cards down. Vincent smiled. Damon didn't like that smile. It was too much like his own. Charming, but with an air of evil, he got the feeling he was going to hurt Lilly. Damon felt himself click to 'over-protective' mode. "Don't want to spend it all in one go Lilly? Of course, that's not what Jack would want." Said Vincent smoothly

"Shut- Up Vin." Said Lilly Sharply.

"I thought you wanted his money so you could spend it without him getting in your way." Lilly didn't answer. Vincent continued, "After all that's why you killed him isn't it?" The reaction was almost too quick for Damon to see. Lilly had gotten to her feet, dashed at Vincent and held him down over the table, her hand on his throat, her sharp nails digging into his skin.

"I didn't kill him…"

"Of course not…" Said Vincent sarcastically. Lilly hissed, her fangs elongating.

"Shut up!" She screeched.

"Tell you what, you marry me, and I'll keep my mouth shut…" A menacing grin appeared on Lilly's face.

"I have a better idea, how about I kill you, then you won't have a mouth!" A sudden look of fear came over Vincent.

"You wouldn't kill me! I was your husband's best friend."

"Exactly, I'm sure he'd be happy to have your company in hell!" She dived. Her fangs sunk into Vincent's neck. Vincent screamed in agony. Moments later, all that was left of him was a pile of dust over the table. Lilly pulled out a black silk handkerchief and wiped her lips. "I've been waiting years to do that…" She said almost to herself.

"So…" Said Leon. "Whose turn is it?" He, Helen and Anthony were dusting off their cards. Lilly however, took her cloak.

"I think I will return home early tonight…forgive my absence." She turned to Damon. "You are welcome to stay and return later, or you can join me." Damon got to his feet.

"I'll escort you…" He said smoothly.

"I don't need an escort, as I have just demonstrated!" She said her temper rising again. Damon inclined his head slightly.

"Of course." He followed Lilly out of the bar, leaving the other three vampires to their game.

"I get the feeling Vincent Matthews has been getting to you for a while." Said Damon as they walked side by side.

"He has been trying and failing to win my affections since my husband's death. I'm sure it's only because I'm pretty, and rich."

"Well, I don't think he'll be a problem anymore." Said Damon. Lilly smiled.

"True. I have wanted to kill him for a while. He's been troublesome."

"Do you often kill other vampires?" Lilly's smile became mischievous.

"Only the powerful ones…then their power become mine." Damon frowned.

"I know another vampress who did that, she was killed by a much weaker vampire."

"No one will kill me Damon. I'm sure I'm more powerful that." She said. Damon smiled,

"You certainly seem so." Lilly looked up at him.

"Would you like to go through the park…I need to go hunting, and the park is a good place to pick up a couple of lovers…"

"You just eat Vincent!" Said Damon.

"I know…But he was merely and appetiser." Damon smiled.

"Very well…I'm getting rather peckish myself." Lilly turned down a different street and into a park. Up ahead they could see a couple sitting on one swing between them, tightly locked in a kiss. Lilly sunk into the shadows and swept over to them. She grabbed the girl by the neck and threw her violently towards Damon. She screamed, and Damon sank fangs into her neck. The man had gotten up to either run or protect his woman. Lilly grabbed him, and killed him. Damon and Lilly dropped the bodies as it began to rain. Lilly's silk handkerchief appeared again and she cleaned her mouth. She handed it to Damon who copied her before handing it back. Lilly held out her hand, and Damon took it. The rain poured harder, and socked them both quickly, but Lilly didn't seem to care that much. Slowly, they began to walk back towards Lilly's home, talking and laughing together.

Finally they arrived back. They were both dripping water onto Lilly's floor. She didn't seem to care. She caught Damon's eye and gave a mischievous grin. "We should get changed…" She said smoothly. Damon liked her tone of voice. She moved to the stairs and hurried up them.

Damon closed his bedroom door behind him. He wanted to know what that grin from Lilly was for? He shook his head lightly and went into the bathroom with the intention of collecting a towel. He looked into the mirror over the sink and reached absentmindedly to the rail where the towel was. His hand touched the cold pole. He looked down, the towel was missing. He smiled slightly. So she liked to play games too.

Damon found Lilly's room and knocked on the door. "Come in." Lilly called. Damon opened the door. Lilly was sitting on her bed, only a towel covered her, his towel. She gave him her cool smile. "Missing something?" Part of him was furious that she'd gotten the upper hand. The other part was enjoying himself. "If you want it, come and get it." She said. She laid back. And Damon came towards her. She sat up again. "Have I upset you? You don't look happy." Damon smiled.

"Of course not." Lilly's expression became unreadable, like she was laughing and being sympathetic at the same time.

"I'm not stupid Damon. I've hurt your pride. It's a thing all vampire men have. They like to be the big bad guys. But here I am, misbehaving. How else was I supposed to lure you to my room?" She said innocently.

"You could have asked." Said Damon. He moved closer to her. Lilly smiled.

"I could have done, but it's not as fun." Damon smiled. He ran a finger over her cheek.

"You and I have a lot in common." He said almost softly.

"I had noticed." Lilly replied. Damon bent to meat her. They kissed. Lilly pulled him towards her causing his legs to hit the bed and trip him up, he landed on top of her. She smiled darkly, and kissed him again…